The title of this post doesn't refer to anything in the post, but is, of course, a Douglas Adams reference. Nothing much happened today at all. I Skyped the FWiB as always, and we talked about an hour. I read The Broken Kingdoms, in fact I'm almost done.
I called Oldest Brother, and as is usual for a Sunday, he called Middle Brother. Middle Brother continues to be doing all right, nothing to report.
I ordered dinner on Seamless, from the place I've been ordering from. Got one of the hamburgers i like, with ham, cheese, bacon, fried onions, and mushrooms. And I got fries with cheese and gravy, and a chocolate egg cream to drink. Horrible calorie-wise I suppose, but oh! so good. Just to make maters worse I had gelato for dessert.
Then I watched the Thurber reading. He's still doing My Years With Ross, which is ok but not as amusing as his other stuff.
Then I poured a glass of the white wine I put in the fridge yesterday, and called the Kid. She was OK, a little depressed, but OK. While I was on the phone with her I multi-tasked and ordered four more boxes of Girl Scout cookies, plus one to donate.
Then I called Oldest Brother, which is when he filled me in on Middle Brother.
And that's the day, nothing more.
Gratitude List:
1. The FWiB.
2. Oldest Brother is back on his feat.
3.Good books.
4. Sweet wine.
5. Seamless delivery.
6. Ice cream.